Lyrics
[Verse] Time to get it crackin this one is sixty four Spitting strictly raw filling up the city morgue try to keep me out I'm digging through the floor I will kick the door, bout to take it a step further Wanna move to mass, doing mass murder You ain't hitting this, you a trash flirter Was a cash earner, now all of my CREAM ate Cash burned, I'm a cash urner Dumb as fuck but I'm a fast learner Don't give me tips, I'm a bad server Lay you flat on this earth you a flat earther Outlined in white ya like a mac cursor Take the ball, and run it back further Fans stolen lookin like a Cat Burglar Suno knowing that I snapped, nerd This aint a rap verse, I'll reverse that Body "rappers" with a first draft Some cadavers taking dirt naps I'm an amateur? Yeah but you're ass. Back burner, circle back damn sure that you're trash Am certain that's a sure fact, work backwards I'm a perfect rapper rapping perfect Till the words reverse back like a record scratch Back forward she fell in love moment I rapped for her I'm just that gorgeous, rap lord I got a bag of oranges and passion for the sport of stabbing forks into electrical sockets Sider is really that shocking, aligning my chakras, Providing what I been allowed to provide in the time I'm allotted (jump) outta my body I'm boutta body everybody out of body every outing never doubted if I'm bout it I figured out how to get around drowning out fucking sound it out Rap circles around em like a roundabout, a round about a thousand bars later, figured out it's pronounced DARTH VADER me, Foxy and Marshall are neighbors see, bars this hard are hard labor starving for paper, ain't hard to hit pay dirt digging my grave That door cracked open Rae tag toes, go tag your AI tell him he's smoked BITCH